#lulu’s fanfic

[izmagicallulu]

I saw this post on @swtorpadawan blog and I decided what the heck!

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This is from one my fics that is currently unnamed! It’s going to be a fluffy and smut fic.

“Have you had wine before?” Raziela asked as she poured the red liquid into both glasses ``Yes, and I recognized the brand. It’s Alderaaian Red Wine. My favorite.” Raziela passed a glass to Jaesa ``It's my favorite too” She took a sip of the wine and embraced the sweet and sour flavor on her taste buds. ”How did you get your hands on this? It’s very expensive” Raziela looked at Jaesa with a grin “I stole it” she watched as Jaesa’s eyes widened with shock.

“Really?” Jaesa murmured, as Raziela grabbed her chair and put it next to her partner. “No, of course not” Jaesa rolled her eyes and playfully elbows Raziela’s side, as she giggled. “Very funny Raz,” Jaesa said, a little irritated, and Raziela placed a hand on Jaesa’s thigh “Hey, you know I wouldn’t steal from anyone right?” She raises an eyebrow and takes another sip of her wine.

Jaesa rested her hand on top of Raziela’s hand and gently squeezed her hand while letting out a sigh “I love you. You red-haired fool” Raziela smiled warmly and leaned in close to gently kissed Jaesa’s neck “I love you too” she muttered under her breath and grabbed Jaesa’s waist to bring her a little closer. She can feel Jaesa’s body tense up slightly before she can feel her slowly relax.

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Tagging: @davidoodles @grandninjamasterren @shynmighty @cryo-lily @fatheriimaginedyoutaller @ladytirall @abbee-normal @shabre-legacy

[lulunothulu]

Hii! Could you do a story (either with hangman, Tyler or glen) where him and the reader are in their early stages of relationship but other girls don’t repeat her and just flirt with him. And she’s insecure and wonders If he even wants to be with her? Angst but of course a happy ending :) love your stories!!!

Omg! Hi!!! I'm so sorry I'm just seeing this. I can definitely write this! Thank you for sending this in! (Let's do Glen bc I feel like he'd be the one to really reassure us that we're enough for him.) For the sake of this fic, he's promoting a Top Gun 3 movie.

"You're all I want"

Glen Powell x Reader

Glen said this would only take an hour, maybe two, to do and then you could go to the hotel room and relax.

It'd been weeks of going on talk shows and talking about the experience of storm chasing, flying planes, and working with Tom Cruise. And every time you were back stage, happy to see your boyfriend in his element. What you didn't like was when you both went to local bars with the rest of the Top Gun 3 cast and girls would throw themselves at him. They'd push you aside and even ignore the fact you were there.

No, this wasn't the glamorous part of this life...of being with Glen.

Glen always made a point to pull you back into a conversation, but after a while, you felt like he really only did it out of pity.

The girls that would go up to him were gorgeous. Models, actresses, etc. And even though you knew he was with you, it still made you feel less than them.

What could he want with me? He could have anyone else, but he chose me?

Cut to now, you're sitting at the bar, watching Glen talk to a gorgeous woman from afar. She's slender, tight dress outlining the curves and obvious toned abs from where you sit. Her long jet black hair makes her eyes pop and she's got a hand on Glen's arm, laughing at something he's said.

I remember when that was me.

You sadly sip at your drink, rubbing your temple with your other hand when you lean on it. From behind you, you feel someone tap your shoulder and smile when you see your bff smiling at you.

"What're you doing over here all alone?" she asks.

You sigh. "Just drinking."

"Mind if I join you?"

You nod, gesturing for her to join you. You know she's saying something, but you're eyes and focus are locked on the model and Glen. They're so close and in (what looks like) an intimate conversation, they look like they're together.

They look better together than you and him do.

"Hey," she says, touching your arm. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just tired." You look down at your phone, 12:45 AM. "I think I'm just gonna head back to the hotel."

"What, are you sure?" she asks. "I can come with you."

"No, you stay. Enjoy the party." You look at Glen who's smiling and laughing with a group of girls now. "Enjoy it more than I am."

She follows your eyesight before shaking her head and taking your hand. "He loves you, you know."

"I'm sure he does," you say sadly. "Let him know I left, okay?"

She nods, smiling at you sadly before turning to where Glen is. You don't stick around long enough to see what happens next. Instead, you walk out of the bar/club and hail a taxi to take you back to yours and Glen's hotel.

The whole drive back, you feel your phone vibrating like crazy but you don't care. You don't feel like talking to anyone at the moment. The feeling of dread and a deflated sense of self-love courses through your veins and all you want to do is get to the hotel.

By the time you reach the hotel, you're exhausted but you push yourself to pack everything that's yours around the room. You planned on flying back home tomorrow and Glen would be too tired to notice you've gone.

Maybe that's what he needs. To see you gone so he can be with those pretty models.

You pick up all the clothes that are yours, stuffing them in to your suitcase before walking into the bathroom. The tears are flowing freely down your face now. Nothing and no one could've stopped them from falling.

He probably didn't even notice I left the bar.

"How could I be so stupid?" you mutter to yourself.

You felt like the world as you knew it was spinning out of control, nothing was going right, not even the one constant in your life.

Glen.

You hear the door to the hotel open and wipe the tears away from your cheeks. You look in the mirror when you hear footsteps approach you.

"Y/N?" Glen soothes. "Why'd you leave? Are you crying?"

"I'm fine," you lie, stuffing your toiletries in your bag. "Just tired."

"Where are you going?" he asks, watching as you finish packing your things.

"I'm leaving in the morning."

"Where?"

"Home." Your voice is firm, almost harsh. You knew it would feel like a slap in the face for Glen. God, you hated feeling like this.

"Why, darling?" he asks, walking toward you. You try to push past him but he takes your arm, pulling you to his body in a tight hug. "What's wrong? Talk to me."

"Glen, I don't want to talk right now because I'll cry. So please, just let me go."

"Not until you tell me what's wrong. I don't care if you cry. Just please," He starts, now growing worried. "Please talk to me."

You look up at him, his handsome face painted in full on worry. You hated seeing him like this.

"Am I enough for you?" you ask quietly.

"Why would you even ask that?" he asks, pulling you in for a hug again. His head rests on yours when he says, "Of course you're enough for me. What brought this on?"

You sob then, shoulders shaking and voice cracking. "I'm just tired of feeling like you don't care if I'm around. I feel like you'd be better off without me around."

"Never. I'd never be better off without you around, Y/N." Glen tells you. "You're my biggest supporter, the woman I look for when I need to calm myself. I never want you to leave."

You scoff before muttering, "I'm sure the girls that fawn over you would appreciate that."

Glen pulls you back at that. His green eyes search yours, hurt and recognition fills them. "Is this what all this about?"

You nod. "Partly."

"Go on, baby. Tell me what's wrong."

You sigh. "I just feel like with all of these gorgeous women around, you'll look at me and think you can do better. I'll never be one of those models or actresses. I'll never look like that."

"And that's why I love you," he says.

"You think I'm ugly?" you cry out.

"No! No," he chuckles, pulling you in for a hug again. "I mean, they may be pretty, but you are who I chose. I chose you not only because you're gorgeous, but because you have a good heart. Those other women, they may be pretty on the outside, but on the inside they're ugly, materialistic, and vain."

Glen pulls you back, cupping your face in his large hands before kissing your lips softly.

"Y/N, you're all I want," he tells you. "All I'll ever want, and all I could dream of. You're beautiful, smart, and funny."

He smiles down at you. "All of those other women, are nothing compared to you. And do you know why?"

"Why?" you hiccup.

"Because I chose you. Not them. You," he tells you. His whole body screams genuine, hell, even his eyes are a changing color to show how much he means it. "So don't leave. Stay, be by my side for the rest of this tour. After, we'll go on vacation and just be together."

"Okay," you tell him, nodding softly. "Just, please don't forget about me."

"How could I?" he smiles. "You're not only my calm, but my reason to breathe. I can't go anywhere without you."

"I love you, Glen."

"I love you more, Y/N."

Whew...don't mind me. I need to stare at a wall and imagine Glen holding me.

[holylulusworld]

Wait wait wait wait.....hear me out... The same but the reader is in sexy Christmas lingerie and Sam was supposed to come back later but the Winchester forgot due to an issue on their investigation on a case.

So she appears, loses her smiles and runs to hide behind the Christmas tree and Sammy covers his eyes.

hehe...I changed it a bit...here we go...

You glance at the mirror one last time. The lingerie you bought to surprise Dean looks perfect and you can't wait for his reaction when he sees you wearing it only for him.

Taking a deep breath you put a red ribbon around your waistline. If Dean wants you, he must "unpack" you first.

"Alright! He'll be here any minute," you step out of the room to hurriedly make your way toward the war room.

You put the Christmas tree up and decorated the whole room with colorful fairy lights. The wrapped gifts lie under the tree, waiting for all of you to unpack them tomorrow morning. When Sammy will be back from his solo hunt.

A red blanket is draped over the map table, an invitation for Dean to get naughty and take you right there. You hop onto the table and strike a sexy pose.

"Sweetheart! We are-" Dean stops in his tracks. He looks over the railing to drink the Christmas decorations in. "WOW!" He stammers as his eyes land on you, posing on the table. "Y/N!"

"Hi, baby," you purr and wink at Dean. "Why don't you-" You scream as Sam comes closer. He stares at you, wide-eyed. "FUCK!"

In a split-second you hop off the table to hide behind the Christmas tree, cursing yourself for believing you'll have the chance to seduce Dean.

"Uh, sorry. I didn't see a thing," Sam covers his eyes and swallows thickly. It wasn't his intention to embarrass you by walking in on you wearing the naughtiest underwear he ever saw on a girl. (and he had something going on with a demon)

Dean makes an odd noise. His eyes dart from you hiding behind the tree to the map table.

"Sammy, go to your room." He sternly says. "Sweetheart, I'll count to ten and then you are back on that table..."

You giggle behind the tree as Sam drops his bag and runs for the hills. He really doesn't want to walk in on you and his brother again.

The last time was worse enough. He still doesn't know what the position you were in is called...

[lady-of-tearshed]

Lucien Vanserra masterlist

One-shots:

Yours (Fluff) (X Reader)

Stupid spring! Stupid allergies! (Fluff) (X Reader)

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Artists credits:

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[stephaniebrownslover]

MY MAIN CREEPYPASTA AU

Guys guys this is kind of my biggest AU project so far,.

I was wondering why I can't write a nice and long fiction like everyone, and I think I found one of the reasons. It may be that I have so many AU's.

So I decided to create a basic base AU. You know some of my side AU's, and while they'll also exist, but there are no such AU of mine where I can say "oh yeah, this is like that.".

Every time I write a fic, I design a different past story or something for the character or change the details, so basically in my AU, I can't say Clockwork doesn't like this or something like that.

So I'm doing something like this so that I won't have to go experience this anymore.

Again, there will bestories where I change these details and so on, but I will try to stick to this AU most of the time, no matter how difficult it will be for me at first.

So that's why I won't give details like ficlets, saying things like this will happen, that will happen, and I'll probably do background information or something instead.

This is what happened when I couldn't decide between 2-3 ideas for a character, but I finally decided to take a hand to fix this mess.

Maybe this AU will be used only in 1-2 stories, and I won't use it any more. I don't know, so it depends on whether I like it or not and my indecision.

I know that Masky and Hoodie are not in creepypastas, I will try to use them in a mixed way of creepypasta and Marble Hornets. 

DEATH TO TWINK MASKY!!!!!!

Offenderman doesn't exist in this universe because I hate him for being pedo and rapist. Don't come and try to defend him to me.

Also I'm starting out with the idea of designing a main AU and I'm waiting for your questions whatever you want to ask!!!

I'm going to make separate posts or something to answer questions, and I'm going to try to create a past story about the characters by trying to use the order I wrote here.

WARNING: I don't think about sticking to canon in most things, because the characters' stories are really bad and cliche and need to be rewritten. So if this AU is not 'realistic', you may not read it, I'm not forcing you to read it.

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Main characters

-Jeff The Killer

-Clockwork

- Hoodie

-Masky

-Ticci Toby

-Eyeless Jack

-Jane The Killer

-X-Virus

-Nina The Killer

-Kate The Chaser

Total: 10 characters

Main supporting characters

-Homicidal Liu

-Sally

-Ben Drowned

-Puppeteer

-Zero

-Nurse Ann

-Bloody Painter

-Judge Angels

-Mary Vaughn

Total: 9 characters

Supporting characters

-Lulu

-Laughing Jack

-Nightmare Ally

-Kagekao

-Rouge

-Jason The Toymaker

-Laughing Jill

Total: 7 characters

Background characters

-Slenderman

-Emra

-Dr. Smiley

-Cat Hunter

-Zalgo

-Weeping Forest

Total: 6 characters

The sum of all: 32 characters

You can ask questions and things you are curious about my ask box as anon or yourself, I will make a post about it!

[coolboxofcandy]

People call me the hero, but that's not quite right. Everyone who participated in this incredible battle is a hero. As long as you have courage and continue to fight, I will always exist within your hearts. Let your bravery burn bright. That... That and nothing else... is Brave Bang!

[osachiyo]

Podría solicitar un lector de Nikolai×, pero ¿encontrará al lector masturbándose mientras piensa en él? Sorry if you don't understand, English is not my main language.

°❈° OOPS !°❈°

NIKOLAI GOGOL X FEM!READER

╰┈➤NOTE! hey, anon! Sadly I do not know Spanish but atleast Google translate came to save the day 💪 anyway, thank you for requesting and I hope you enjoy!♡♡♡♡♡ ╰┈➤CONTENT WARNINGS! masturbation, degradation, reader is a pervert but nikolai is worse, mutual masturbation, humiliation, orgasm denial etc ╰┈➤SUMMARY! basically nikolai catches you masturbating

MINORS DNI OR MORI WILL BE UNDER YOUR BED!!!!

You loved Nikolai dearly. Your sex life with him was absolutely.. wild. His sex drive was high and yours was high too so you both went at it like bunnies whenever you were both free. But whenever he was away from home, you couldn't help but feel lonely and sexually frustrated, especially if it was for a long time. Like now, Fyodor had sent Nikolai on whatever mission for two whole weeks. Of course you weren't happy about it but didn't have it in you to complain, as you found the raven haired Russian man quite intimidating. You could tell Nikolai wasn't too happy about the fact either, but still went nonetheless.

You could handle two weeks without some mind-blowing sex, right?

"Absolutely the fuck not," is what you thought to yourself while undressing yourself as quickly as you could on your's and Nikolai's shared bed, throwing the articles of clothing on the floor. You took your handy hot pink dildo and slathered some lube on It, making it slippery. You sighed as you ran your hand from your breast to your hips, missing your man's touch. You started to fantasize about your Kolya, imagining it was his hand pinching and pulling at your hardered nipples. You swirled your finger around your areola, muffling a soft moan. " 's good, Kolya.." You mutter, tweaking at your nipples harder then reaching down to cup your pussy through your little panties, whining at the contact. What you didn't realize though, Nikolai's mission had ended earlier than expected. He had already entered the house and had been staring at you touch yourself for the last 4 minutes now, a tent growing in pants as the grin grows on his handsome face. What a naughty little lamb you were, weren't you? He had forbidden you from touching yourself while he was away, claiming that it was his pussy to play with but someone just couldn't listen, huh? That's alright, he could teach you some manners.

Your eyes shot open when you heard the door slam against the wall as Nikolai walked into the room, a tense atmosphere growing around the both of you. You quickly scramble away, trying to hide the dildo when Nikolai stops you, smirking mischievously. "What were you doing, cutie? Were you perhaps...touching yourself without your owners permission, hm Specifically when I told you not to?" He gripped your wrist tighter, venom coating his words as you shiver from his threatening tone.

Nikolai kicked your legs open with his own and placed his thigh right against your wet heat, “I asked you a question, baby. What were you doing just now?” You flinched at his harsh tone, struggling to find an answer. “K-koyla! I thought you weren’t supposed to be back for another 5 days..?” You gasp when he grounds his knee further into your pussy, soaking his pants. He snickered at your response, gripping your wrists even tighter and watching as you squirm in discomfort, pouting at him. “Not happy to see me, darl’?” Nikolai purrs as he nuzzles his face into your neck, inhaling your sweet scent. You shook your head, gasping when Nikolai bites harshly on your neck, almost drawing blood. After leaving a few bit marks, he leans back to admire his work. He gets off of you and takes a seat across you on the bed. You have up at him, confusedly. Wasn't he gonna fuck you?

"Say..why don't you get back to what you were previously doing? Touch yourself for me, doll~" Nikolai grins wickedly at your pouting face. You begrudgingly get up and sit back against your spot, spreading your legs when he hands you the dildo. You already went against one of his rules, you don't wanna see what happens when you disobey him again, not today atleast.

You slip your hand into your damp panties again, moaning softly at the contact. You could feel Nikolai's burning gaze on you as you circles your little fingers around your clit, your face growing hot in embarrassment. "Pull the panties down, doll. I wanna see that pretty pussy, yeah?" Nikolai says as he palmed his thick bulge through his slacks. God he was so big. You did as you were told, pulling your panties down and kicking them off, your dripping cunt now on full display for the menacing man infront of you. Nikolai licked his lips, tempted to just taste you right here and right now but that would ruin the fun, no? He watched as you tapped the dildo against your little clit before pushing it in your twitching hole slowly, throwing your head back at the pressure. "Keep going, baby. Let me see you fall apart," he muttered in a breathy tone, pulling his pants and boxers down before stroking his cock, watching you play with your pussy. You whined in response, aching for his cock. Nikolai just shushed you and snickered in response. You watched as he stroked himself faster, while you thrusted the dildo inside you faster as well, in sync with his strokes. "Rub your clit for me, sweet thing," Nikolai gasped out, his orgasm approaching. You rubbed your fingers against your clit in fast, circling motions, moaning loudly as you finally reached your peak. Leaning back against the bed frame as Nikolai crawled closer to you, now between your legs as he stroked himself in front of your sensitive cunt, "c-cumming!" Nikolai threw his head back with a loud grunt as his release splattered on your swollen cunt, painting it white with his seed. He stared at the sight fondly, bringing two fingers down to spread his cum even more on your delicate cunt, making it glisten with a creamy sheen. He paused for a moment, then smirked down at you while grabbing the back of your knees and man-handling you into a make-shift mating press.

"Now let's go on to the real fun, shall we?"

©ambrosiaa— do not copy, plagiarize and repost my works to any platform, reblogs are very appreciated♡

[libraryleopard]

i feel saying "this book needed a better editor" is becoming a popular way to criticize books and i find it annoying because i think people often equate personal dislike with needing a better editor. just because you didn't like something doesn't mean it hasn't been revised to be the ultimate version of what the author and editorial team want it to be. i really think it's just people wanting to make their personal dislike sound intellectual. you really think that, for instance, tor dot com publications aren't thoughtfully edited as opposed to authors intentionally writing experimental and often genre-blending works that might not appeal to every reader but are very much intentional in their concept and execution and also part of that publisher's larger brand?

[uranusgallery]

「 League of Legends 」

[ Random Cute Icons :: Sonwooang Edition ]

Se usar, favor, creditar @UranusMang

Fanarts by: @Sonwooang

[sonics-atelier]

Façade

For @elucienweekofficial day 5 : Masks

a/n : Based on this piece of art by @works-of-heart, they gave me permission to write a little something based on it, hope you guys enjoy this <3

Summary : Lucien visits The River House for Business and when he lays his eyes upon a painting of Elain the mask finally cracks, cue heaps upon heaps of angst and pain. Read at your own peril. I apologise in advance.

Lucien made his way through the bustling streets of Velaris, the City of Starlight, but the vibrant energy of the city barely registered in his mind. His thoughts were already tangled in a web of longing and heartache, each step a reminder of the weight he carried. The laughter and chatter of the townsfolk seemed distant, muted by the turmoil churning within him.

He had been to Velaris countless times, fulfilling his duties as emissary with unwavering dedication. Yet today, the familiar sights and sounds felt like a cruel reminder of the life he could never have. The life he wished he could share with her.

The moment he stepped inside, he felt a pang of anxiety. He greeted those he passed with a nod, his mind a maelstrom of emotions. His feet moved almost of their own accord, carrying him towards the hallway where Feyre's latest works were displayed. He could feel his heart thudding in his chest, each beat a painful reminder of his unfulfilled desire.

And then he saw it.

The painting of Elain.

It took his breath away. Feyre had captured her in the greenhouse, surrounded by the lush greenery and vibrant flowers that she so loved. Elain’s hair cascaded down her shoulders like a waterfall of gold, catching the light in a way that made it seem almost otherworldly. Her eyes, those warm brown eyes, sparkled with a happiness that Lucien had only ever dreamed of seeing directed at him.

He was lost in the image, every detail etching itself into his mind. The curve of her lips, the gentle arch of her brow, the way her hands delicately touched the petals around her. She looked so alive, so full of joy, and it tore at Lucien’s heart to know that she found such happiness in a world he could never fully be part of.

The mask he wore—the mask of indifference, of acceptance—felt like it was cracking. He stood there, staring at the painting, his thoughts a whirlwind of pain and longing. How many times had he imagined her looking at him with such warmth? How often had he dreamt of her choosing him, of seeing him not as a duty or a burden, but as someone she could love?

The reality was stark and bitter. She had not chosen him. She had kept her distance, polite but detached, her heart seemingly given to another world. Lucien’s fingers clenched at his sides, the frustration and sorrow bubbling up to the surface. The mask was slipping, and he was powerless to stop it.

He reached out, almost unconsciously, his hand trembling as it hovered just above the painting. “Elain,” he whispered, the name a prayer and a curse. “Why can’t you see me? Why can’t you give me a chance?”

The silence of the room pressed in on him, the quiet mocking his unspoken desires. He closed his eyes, trying to steady himself, but the image of her was burned into his eyelids. He saw her in his mind’s eye, laughing and carefree, a vision of beauty and grace that was forever out of his reach.

The Emissary took a step back, the weight of his heartache almost too much to bear. He had to keep up the facade, the pretense that he was fine, that he could move on. But inside, he was breaking, the mask of composure and strength hiding a soul in torment.

As he turned to leave, he forced a smile for those who passed him, the effort nearly shattering him. Each step felt like a betrayal of his own heart, a painful reminder of the distance between what he wanted and what he could have.

Walking through the streets of Velaris again, the lively city felt like a stark contrast to the desolation inside him. He replayed the image of the painting over and over in his mind, each recollection a knife twisting deeper into his chest. The sky above was a brilliant blue, the sun shining brightly, but to Lucien, it felt as if a storm cloud hung permanently over his head.

His thoughts were a cacophony of longing and despair, every breath a struggle against the tears that threatened to fall. He had to be strong. He had to wear the mask. But with each passing day, the weight of it grew heavier, the cracks wider, the pain more acute.

In the quiet of that moment, Lucien’s heart broke anew, the shards of his longing cutting deep. He knew he would pick up the pieces, don the mask once more, and continue on. But the pain would never truly leave him. It was a part of him now, a constant reminder of the love he could never have and the torment of wanting something that might never be his, that gilded heart of his breaking a little more with every broken beat.

- @sonics-atelier 2024 , do not repost or reuse in any way , shape or form.

[lulunothulu]

Loovveee your writing. 😍 Would you be able to write where reader and Tyler are married and he’s out running errands when he gets notified from her Apple Watch that she’s taken a hard fall because she was thrown from a horse and 911 was called so he drives as quick as he can home to her driving through their gate trying to get to her faster and she’s unconscious and bleeding from a cut on her head and just worried husband vibes until she wakes up and is fine 💙

Oooo I love this. I gotchu boo 🤠 and thank youuuu I’m so sorry this is late 💗

“Don’t worry”

Tyler Owens x Reader

“Let me check the list because if I miss something, my wife is gonna have a fit.” Tyler laughs, pulling the grocery list out of his pocket.

He’d been tasked by you with getting groceries and knew you were particular about what kind of apples you liked.

When he finally pulls the list out, he hands it to the worker before him who smiles and points him to the section where the honey crisp apples are.

“Thank you!” He calls out, steering the buggy toward the section and grabbing a plastic bag to collect the four apples you wanted.

He’s about to put the last apple in the bag when he gets a notification from your AppleWatch.

‘My Wife 💗’ has fallen and their breathing has slowed down significantly. 9-1-1 has been called and they are 10 minutes out.

Tyler’s heart stops.

Within seconds, his legs are moving, sprinting out of the store the buggy full of groceries left behind.

He’ll come back another time. Right now, he had to get to his wife. He had to get to you.

He knew he was only five minutes away, but he let his foot hit the accelerator. Anything to get to you quicker.

When he finally—painstakingly—arrives at y’all’s house, your horse, Sugar, is galloping around the front yard, neighing happily to herself. He reaches for her, gently pulling her close.

“Where is she?” He asks her. He doesn’t wait for an answer. Instead, he jogs to the training ring to the right of the house where he finds your lifeless body.

He sprints at the sight of you, fear taking over all of his thoughts and he brushes the random strands of hair covering your face.

“Oh my god,” he whispers. “Oh my god. Baby? Can you hear me?”

He checks your pulse.

Good, steady but kind of weak.

Your breathing is slow, almost too slow for his taste. Your face is relaxed in unconsciousness and there’s a pretty bad gash on your forehead and the back of your head.

Tyler knows not to move you so he holds your hand, waiting and praying that the ambulance hurries.

The next five minutes feel like hours but the paramedics finally arrive.

“I think she fell and hit her head on the ground or a rock,” Tyler tells them.

He watches from the side as they take your vitals and get you ready to transfer to the ER.

“Do you want to ride with her?” One of the paramedics asks.

“No, I’ll follow behind in my truck,” he tells them.

———

At the hospital, Tyler looks down at you from his standing position next to your bed.

How could this have happened? When is she gonna wake up?

He rubs his eyes, checking his watch again to see that it’s almost 10 PM. he’s been here for the past few hours, waiting for you to wake up.

Unfortunately, for him, the doctor said that it might take a bit for you to wake up, especially because of the fall you took.

“She’ll wake up when she’s ready,” they said.

“When?” He’d asked.

“Within a few hours. She has a concussion so she needs to rest as much as she can.”

The waiting was the hardest part for him. He hated just standing around. He needed to do something, anything to make sure you were okay, to help you wake up. Worry begins to eat at him the longer he stays in the hospital room with you so Tyler decided it would be best to go to the cafeteria.

Only when he’s about to walk out the door, he hears you groan.

“Tyler?”

“Baby,” he cries, running back to your side. He takes your hand in his, kissing each knuckles before smiling down at you with happy tears stuck in his eyes. “How’re you feeling?”

“I’m okay,” you tell him. “Am I in the hospital?”

“Yeah,” he tells you, wiping his eyes. “What happened?”

“I was trying to give Sugar a little test run before the next race and she got spooked by a garden snake,” you recount. “I must’ve hit my head on a rock or something.”

“You did,” he tells you, voice quiet. “You scared the hell out of me.”

You look up into his green eyes and smile softly. Placing your hand on his cheek, you pull him down to kiss you.

The kiss is sweet and tender, something Tyler didn’t know he knew he needed until then.

“I love you, Ty,” you tell him.

“I love you too, Baby,” he hiccups, tears freely falling now. “You really did scare me. I didn’t know if you would be okay. If you’d d—”

He couldn’t bring himself to finish his sentence. Instead, he smiles down at you and kisses you again.

“I’m so glad you’re okay,” he says instead.

“I am too,” you tell him. Then, smirking a bit, you add, “I would be pretty pissed if I died from falling off a horse.”

Tyler laughs at that. “I would be too.”

“When can I eat? And when can I leave?” You ask. “But most importantly, when can I eat?”

“Doctors said he wanted to keep you overnight,” he tells you. “I can get you something to eat if you want.”

“Okay, as long as it’s something filling. I have t eaten since… what time is it?”

“10:30 PM,” he tells you.

“Jesus Christ, since 8 AM this morning,” you marvel.

Tyler laughs, pecking your lips before standing. “I’ll get you a nice fat sandwich.”

“Sounds perfect.”

You watch as he walks away before saying, “And Tyler?”

He turns around. “Yes baby?”

“Walk slower, your ass looks really nice in those jeans.”

Tyler only laughs and obeys as he walks out the door.

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

Title: The Tradition of You and Me

Pairing: Alex Turner/Miles Kane

Summary: One summer, Alex and Miles watch the Euro Cup together. It becomes something of a tradition. Tags: Fluff, Smut, Developing Relationship

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so a couple of months ago @daddy-long-legssss made this post about miles and alex watching the euro cup together in miles's mr bridger designs and... well, this happened. it was meant to be a short drabble fic, but it's me, so naturally feelings got involved and it's now 4,000+ words 😅

i know it's been taking forever for me to post the next chapter of four walls (i'm so sorry, it really is SO nearly there, but it probably will still be about a week before it's actually ready for posting), so i thought i'd share this in the meantime! i hope you enjoy, if you feel like it then feedback would absolutely make my day 🥰

[holylulusworld]

Dean working even after coming from office. So adorable.

Giving me “The One that got away” vibes🥰🥰

Dean came home later for the third time this week.

You worriedly watched him enter your shared apartment.

He looked tired, but the first thing he did was kiss your lips and call you sweetheart.

Dean grabbed a beer and walked inside your shared bedroom to relax his sore body.

"What are you doing, babe?" You watched him open his laptop to work some more.

"I gotta finish that contract but didn't want to stay at the office," he looked up from his laptop to wink at you. "The company is much cuter and sexier at home."

"How can I help you?" you hopped on the bed to sit next to Dean and glanced at his laptop. "Oh, the Singer contract. How about you have a shower and I help you?"

"You're an angel," he dipped his head to peck your cheek. "Give me twenty more minutes and I'm done."

"Okay," you kneeled on the bed to kiss his temple. "I'll order your favorite food and pie. While we wait, you can have a warm bath."

"Hmm...a warm bath with my girl," he purred, the contract long forgotten. Dean shoved the laptop off his lap and left the bed, holding out his hand. "I'll get up a little bit earlier and take care of the contract. Let's have that warm bath right now..."

[tiffanytoms]

I got another one of my stories printed guys ☺️💕 And oooo she thicc-thic 🤗

(As always, my dog is very proud 😍)

Shout out to the lulu website for printing, I still highly recommend 🩵

(Wickedly Twisted is 120k for reference! I can’t believe how much like a LEGIT BOOK it looks like!)

[stephaniebrownslover]

HI HI HI I'M FROM FBI AND I MUST TAKE YOU TO JAIL FOR BEING AN AMAZING WRITER-

...

It was really a bad entrance but WHO CARES???

I came to place 'cause I want to learn Creepypasta's close friends/friends in your main AU, really I don't know why I feel so curious for this..

UM I THINK THIS IS GOING TO BE A LONG ASS POST, SO I'M SORRY IF I WILL MAKE YOU TIRED OR SOMETHING-

Have a good day/night sweet person <333333

HIIIIIIII LOVELY PERSON AND DON'T TAKE ME TO JAIL PLS, I CAN'T GO BACK THERE!!!!!!

NOOOOOOO IT WAS CUTE DON'T WORRY WHATEVER ANYONE THINK BECAUSE I LIKED IT REALLY

Omg I'm about to cry. Amazing writer???? You guys really want to give me a heart attack. I got so excited whenever someone asks me something and you can't even guess what I feel when someone says they like my writing.

I think you asked this because of that relationship chart but I also want to assume you read some of my posts because I always end them with saying "long ass post" lol

And my AU is mostly a BFF universe and lol don't worry you're not making me tired or something and I'm more than happy to write for your request!!

AND HAVE AN AMAZING DAY/NIGHT SWEETEST PERSON<333333

Ps: If you guys need elaboration on any of this friendships, let me know so that I can make a short post about it!

Also I want to apologize for the delay but I had no energy or motivation because of my upcoming finals. I wanted to write for the other 13 normal friends but I didn't want to postpone this request more. So I apologize for lack of writing!

It may seem short but actually this is almost my longest work for this AU

Frindships in my main AU

Year: 2014

Close friends

Toby and (Eyeless) Jack: In general, it can be said that they have a close relationship. If Toby is still conscious when he is injured, he refuses to go to another medic that is not Jack, and although it is actually a bit dangerous situation, Jack likes it. Jack generally listens to Toby's conversation about the newest topic of his interest and asks him what he is curious about. Toby often visits Jack's cabin because he really likes his company and knows that Jack is very lonely and doesn't want that. Jack shouldn't be alone unless he it is necessary. And Toby is volunteered for this. Despite the occasional arguments, they have a really friendly and close friendship relation.

Jeff and (Eyeless) Jack: They have a one-sided close friendship, mostly in the form of Jeff seeing Jack as a close friend to himself. Of course, they're friends, and they hang out and talk together sometimes, but if it's up to Jack, Jeff is just an annoying friend to him. Jeff, on the other hand, considers Jack as one of his closest friends. Despite the fact that he made fun of him countless times. However, Jeff never makes fun of Jack's past because he knows his limits and truly respects the eyeless demon.

Ben and Jeff: Close friends that causes a terrible headache. Together they are determined to make everyone else crazy, and everyone hates their relationship. They constantly play games, make fun of each other and others, talk about silly topics and do a ton of other stupid things. Actually, even though Jeff is 20 years old and Ben is 12 years old, Ben generally has a mixation of adult and child mentality, and they can get along because Jeff's own mind is normally like that. Even though it sometimes doesn't seem like it from the outside, they really value each other as friends. Still, it's better if they're not friends.

Sally and Ben: Sally was a pretty angry ghost at first, and that's why, unlike Ben, she was acting younger than her own age, 13. When Ben came to the mansion, she refused to talk to him because she did not want the attention to shift from herself. However, Ben did not give up on his goal to talk to her, and eventually Sally overcame her hatred for him. They're pretty good friends now, and even though Ben is the younger one, he's being incredibly protective of Sally in general. When Ben sees something nice, he takes it and gives it to Sally, and Sally makes gifts for him with her own hands. It's a relationship that Slenderman approves of because he thinks it's good for Sally.

Ann and Dina: Actually, they don't really have a friendship at all. Dina hates Ann, and Ann believes that they are the closest friends. And she thinks that the reason Dina attacks her every chance she sees is because of a big mistake Ann made, and since Dina has a forgiving mindset anyway, Ann doesn't mind dealing with her. The reason Ann believes this was because Dina, who thought Ann was still alive when she came back to life, tried to help, but when Dina found out that she was a zombie, she hated Ann because of her hatred towards supernatural things. Ann thinks that she is someone from her previous life that she does not remember, except for medical information.

Jane and Liu: Jane actually never hated Liu. She even felt sorry for him. Moreover, since she thought that the right to revenge belonged most to Liu, but she still wanted it for herself, they made a deal. The first person who found Jeff was going to kill him. Their relationship, which began when Liu visited Jane in the hospital and told her what had happened, was strengthened by their desire for revenge and eventually turned into a real friendship. Liu is a writer known by an anonymous name, and Jane is a secret agent working for the government. Since they both want to stay hidden from the public eye, they can easily understand each other, this is their common denominator. In fact, Liu is one of Jane's few friends.

Tim and Brian: They don't have exactly a friendship anymore like they used to. It's more that they have a relationship like two lonely souls who understand each other in endless suffering and do their best to alleviate this pain, with understanding each other. Even though too many events have come between them to allow them to be friends again, they have managed to overcome it. It's just that their new life doesn't allow them to have fun the way they used to. However, this does not mean they are completely unhappy, they feel peace from each other's partnership, and Tim, in particular, is ready to sacrifice everything for his last remaining friend Brian. They understand each other better than anyone since they are on of the few of the proxies who still have their memory.

Nina and Clockwork: They have a pretty good relationship that started with Clockwork helping Nina out of pity, and then developed with Nina not letting Clockwork go because of her dream of having a girlfriend for the first time. Their relationship is quite intimate and sincere. They really care about each other, and although Clockwork has trained Nina in self-defense, she still instinctively tries to protect Nina in every dangerous situation. They are both each other's first girlfriends as people who have only been bullied by other girls before, and therefore there is a special bond between them. Even though Nina sometimes bores Clockwork with her excessive energy, the bond between them is too strong to be deconstructed by such things.

Nina and Toby: Nina actually met Toby through Clockwork and immediately felt close to him. On the other hand, although Toby was quite cold to her at first despite Clockwork's words to be nice, Nina managed to melt the ice of Toby's heart over time. They definitely have a very chaotic relationship, and when the two of them get together, it becomes a complete nightmare for other people. Especially during the manic periods when Toby's energy is high. Nevertheless, Nina, who knows that this period is dangerous, and tries to distract them both with activities that will not harm Toby. Toby then brings her random beautiful items he found from the forest as a thank you. Nina has a growing collection of fancy stones.

Kate and Toby: Since Toby is the first person who doesn't act like a monster to Kate, Toby is the person Kate feels closest to as a friend. In fact, they have a twin siblings style relationship more than a friend relationship, they hate each other, but actually care about each other quite a lot. Toby is constantly makes fun of Kate, and Kate, who knows that he doesn't feel pain, responds in a way that is not physically extreme. They constantly do arm wrestling tournament challenges and something like this. Kate definitely doesn't let anyone hurt Toby but herself, and Toby is trying to help Kate communicate more people by introducing her to his friends.

Toby and Clockwork: In addition to being two lovers who care about each other more than anything, they are also each other's first friends, and they met even before everything. Both lovers and best friends. From time to time, they may be jealous of each other from others, and then they can make a top 10 celebrity list that they would like to date together. Toby always puts Clockwork at the top of this list, and Clockwork also says that she's not a celebrity, but actually she finds it very stupid and cute. They spend time together in a friendly way, except for romantic affairs, because they are not only lovers, but also friends to death.

Toby and Cody: Although Cody is only 17 years old, he is mentally able to adapt to Toby, who is 19 years old wonderfully. Cody's intense love of science combined with Toby's endless curiosity are not very pleasant things, but Cody incredibly enjoys teaching him. Cody is happy that he has finally found someone who listens to what others consider impossible nonsense and really tries to understand, even if Toby does stupid things. And Toby is happy that he can show off to everyone what a smart friend he has. Also, when Cody first arrived, Slenderman gave Toby the task of observing Cody. They have more of a two stupid brother-style relationship.

Cody and Ann: Although it's a relationship that seems surprising, there's a solid foundation of respect between the two of them. Ann found Cody annoying at first, but later decided to keep him with her because his being so curious evoked strange feelings in her. She thinks that these feelings belong to her previous life, and she thinks that a child with whom she feels close can help her remember her past. At the same time, Cody is Ann's assistant, and Ann taught him important medical knowledge. Cody and Ann understand each other and know how to respect the other person's boundaries. Besides, it's nice to have a silent partner once in a while.

Zero and Dina: Although they are two people who met through Helen and Puppeteer and their personalities are quite opposite to each other, they usually get along well. In fact, they can almost be called better friends than Helen and Jonathan. One of Dina's few friends is surprisingly Zero, even if their personalities don't match up much. Zero is constantly chasing after Dina and dragging her from there to there. Dina, on the other hand, enjoys it because Zero is the person who cares about her the most after her lover Helen. Even though they do the activities that Dina likes from time to time, they usually do Zero's suggestions since Dina fits into almost every plan. Zero is an extremely rip-roaring person, and Dina is usually a calm person, but they get along well.

Zero and Clockwork: It could literally be the most dangerous and crazy relationship in the world. When the two of them get together, something definitely goes wrong for someone. Even Toby and Nina are afraid of the relationship of those two. They tried kissing once before when they were drunk. Even if it doesn't look like it, they both really care about each other. Although their personalities are compatible, no one knows how two such difficult people met and Clockwork and Zero are determined to keep it a private secret between them. They are also among the few people who know each other's real names, and despite this, they use the names they want to be called because of their respect for each other. Truly a terribly chaotic friendship.

Helen and Jonathan: Although others sometimes wonder how they put up with each other, they mostly get along, and that's reason enough for them to be close friends. Helen hasn't been able to get along with anyone except Dina since high school, and Puppeteer is a good exception for him. Even though Jonathan takes incredible pleasure in annoying him. They've even introduced other friends who are the most important to each other, and every now and then the four of them hang out together. Although the two of them have big arguments from time to time, usually the cause of this argument, Jonathan, somehow manages to make amends to Helen. He is lucky that Helen doesn't hold a grudge against his friends.

Rouge and Kate: Although they have a strange relationship, more like Rouge acting like a mother to Kate, Kate prefers to characterize their relationship dynamics as friends. Rouge, on the other hand, puts Kate in the place of her own daughter and acts overprotective and maternal towards her at every chance. Even though such familial love bothers Kate because that makes her feel confused, she knows that Rouge has no bad intentions, so Kate cares and respects her. Also, it makes her feel better to know that Rouge acts like a mother not only to her, but also to Toby. She knows Rouge's real name, but prefers to call her Rouge instead of Heather unless they are alone.

Rouge and Toby: Similarly, Rouge also puts Toby in the place of her own unborn child, and of course Toby likes that she is ready to kick everyone's ass, including Tim, to protect him. It's nice to know that he has his own bodyguard, he just wishes Rouge wouldn't angrily take him to Ann when he's injured since he's old enough to make his own irresponsible decisions. He likens Rouge's attitude to the style of the woman named Connie in the memoir fragments in a way that he doesn't remember exactly why, and in a strange way, a feeling of both love and emptiness occurs in him. However, Toby has a lot of respect and love for Rouge.

Zero and Kagekao: They have a relationship that no one knows why they are friends, but everyone understands why they are friends. They both like a sense of fun that pushes the boundaries to the fullest, and sometimes they go hunting victims together. Since Zero and Kagekao's fashion sense is similar, they also get along better than others in this regard. Both of them are extremely annoying to each other and death threats are flying around, but they definitely wouldn't try to kill the other. After all, they are two cool friends with similar personalities to each other, and no one can be better than them. 

Jeff and Nina: Actually, Nina was madly in love with Jeff, but she eventually cooled off from him because of Jeff's bad attitude to her, and they never spoke until Jeff made amends by apologizing on the anniversary of Liu's death. Although Jeff doesn't remember that night, he gets along better with Nina because he's trying to be a less terrible person, and Nina appreciates his effort. Now they have a relationship more like brother and sister, and Jeff is protective of Nina against others, which Nina really likes. The common desire of both of them is that Nina's new girlfriend Kate tries to kill Jeff less. Although they don't usually hang out when Kate is with them, they meet up from time to time and spend time doing random things.

Total: 20

Friends

Jeff and Clockwork

Liu and (Eyeless) Jack

Kate and Clockwork

Lulu and Dina

Lulu and Jeff

Nina and Jane

Nina and Liu

Dina and Jonathan

Mary and Liu

(Laughing) Jack and Jill

(Laughing) Jack and Kagekao

Rouge and Brian

Zero and Jonathan

Total: 13

Sum of all: 33